The speed of the spinning wheel gradually slowed down, and the pointer slowed down slowly when it reached the mouse, slower than the ox, tiger, and rabbit.
The pointer almost stopped on the rabbit.
The final inertia of the spinning wheel caused the pointer to cross the line and stop on the narrow dragon.
Xia Chuhe chuckled: "You're lucky."
Lu Dangui recalled the three accidents Xia Chuhe had told her about and said softly, "You've always been very lucky."
With a click, an egg rose from the base of the turntable and finally stopped in front of Xia Chuhe.
Xia Chuhe picked up the egg. It was a little bigger than a goose egg but a little smaller than an ostrich egg. Its exterior was a distinct orange-red color, like a burning flame.
Dragon eggs?
It really looks like something you'd see in a comic book.
Xia Chuhe stuffed the dragon egg into his pocket.
This time, space is not allowed in the instance, so everyone is carrying backpacks and wearing clothes with many pockets.
Xia Chuhe began to punish the child for the second time.
As the turntable approaches the dragon, its speed gradually decreases to a minimum.
Xia Chuhe began to doubt his luck. How could he actually draw the dragon twice in a row?
The pointer almost stopped on the dragon.
Then, the wheel trembled slightly, and the pointer finally stopped on the snake.
According to the village chief, drawing the snake seems to be the most unfortunate outcome.
Her luck is hard to judge.
A snake egg, about the size of a thumb, rises from the base.
Xia Chuhe put the snake eggs into another bag.
The rest of the people lined up to draw prizes. Except for Li Yue, the other five people each drew three times. Of the fifteen animals they drew, nine were rats.
The pinkish-white, hairless mice had blood vessels almost visible beneath their thin skin. They were completely still, which was disgusting.
It's worth mentioning that Lu Danggui drew a puppy, and the puppy, whose eyes hadn't opened yet, was much cuter than a mouse.
Wang Yan drew two lambs and initially judged them to be one male and one female, but a more accurate judgment could only be made when the lambs were a week old.
Old Qin drew a piglet.
Boss Xin drew a tiger cub. The tiger cub was about the size of his palm, weighed over a pound, and was very soft.
With a dark expression, Sister Diao stuffed the little rabbit into her pocket.
Boss Xin stared at Sister Diao with a mocking look, his eyes full of determination.
The last person to draw a doll was Li Yue.
Three times in a row, and it was always a rat.
Li Yue brushed a stray hair behind her ear and blew it into her hand, hoping to blow away bad luck.
One last time, she silently prayed to herself, "I must draw the ox, I must draw the ox, I must draw the ox!"
Li Yue spun the turntable with force.
The turntable spun around dozens of times.
The pointer eventually stopped on the cow.
Li Yue breathed a sigh of relief, feeling completely drained.
At this point, everyone has finished drawing lots.
Xia Chuhe, who had missed one cigarette, didn't feel anything unusual in her body, so she asked Li Yue how she felt.
Li Yue attributed her physical emptiness to a sense of lethargy caused by sudden relaxation after being overly tense.
Li Yue shook her head: "I didn't feel any changes either."
Seeing that the child-drawing ceremony was over, the village chief turned and left with a stern face: "The village has prepared accommodations for you, come on over."
The village had prepared several large bungalows, some of which had lights on. The village chief pointed to one of the dark rooms and said, "This one is yours."
Hearing the commotion, a few people from the next room came out in twos and threes.
One of them turned out to be an acquaintance.
Xia Chuhe took out the pistol hanging on his waist, aimed, and fired in one smooth motion.
She moved quickly, but someone on the other side moved even faster, lunging forward and using their body to block the bullet.
"Wuying, we meet again." Xia Chuhe said with a smile. "It was just a harmless little joke, don't take it to heart."
Wuying laughed heartily, clapping his hands as he laughed: "Not bad, not bad, that's a really good joke."
The man who had shielded Wuying from bullets turned around, touching his shoulder where he had been shot, his face filled with disbelief: "Third Master..."
Wuying saw the blood flowing from the gunshot wound on his shoulder and instantly stopped smiling: "What happened?"
The man poked his stiff arm, bewildered, not understanding what was going on.
The person who took the bullet's blow has the ability to harden his body, so a mere bullet is nothing to him.
But this time, the bullet pierced his skin and entered his body.
The special bullets produced by Five Star Corporation are effective not only against duplicate creatures, but also against mutated creatures and evolved beings.
Lu Dangui and the others had already entered the room. Xia Chuhe stopped at the door. The orange light fell on Xia Chuhe's face, making her features look strange and unrecognizable.
Xia Chuhe smiled at Wuying: "Good night, have a good sleep."
Xia Chuhe walked into the room and saw the furnishings; her smile froze on her face.
In the very center of the room was a long, open-plan dormitory-style bed.
Even if you manage to avoid the "low-rent housing" at the base and the duck sheds at the Raptor Academy, you'll still end up sleeping in a dormitory-style room.
Before the people in the room could speak, whimpering and squeaking sounds came from their pockets and backpacks.
The group quickly took out the small animals they had drawn.
A bunch of little ones are crying for food.
The group of people who had never raised any living creatures before focused their attention on Xia Chuhe.
Xia Chuhe: ...
Although I've raised common poultry, I've never raised tigers, dragons, snakes, or anything like that!
Xia Chuhe took out the eggs from his pocket and breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, neither egg had hatched.
Based on his limited experience in raising livestock, Xia Chuhe suggested, "Perhaps it's hungry..."
Li Yue took out a nutrient solution: "Can I give you a nutrient solution?"
"That won't work, will it? Newborn animals need to drink their mother's milk, or at the very least, goat's milk or goat's milk powder."
However, this was an era when even human infants couldn't afford goat milk powder. Aside from nutritional supplements, they had nothing else to offer.
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